Perry and Della had taken a walk around the block to help them both recover. When they returned, they noticed a bright red Jaguar in the driveway. The two walked into the kitchen. There sat Samantha, Mona, and in his firefighter outfit, Jonathan. "Hey, how was the walk? I gotta admit, I wasn't sure you'd make it," Tony chuckled.

"Didn't Angela tell you she wanted her car painted beige?" Perry asked.

"Actually, she said sandalwood," he answered.

"Then why is it red?" He turned to his grandson, "and why are you dressed like a fireman, holding a hose."

"Cus mom's car is as red as a fire engine," he smiled. Della and Perry grinned at the boy's excitement.

"Tony!" everyone heard the anger in Angela's voice.

"I've got homework to do," Sam said.

"Me too," Jonathan said as they got up.

"Yeah, me too," Mona said.

"In the backyard?" Tony asked.

"Yeah," the three ran out the door. Perry and Della stayed behind. Tony walked towards the kitchen door.

Angela walked into the kitchen. She hadn't seen Perry and Della. "Tony, what can you tell me about the red Jaguar that's parked in the driveway with my license plates on it?"

"A little paint really picked that buggy up, huh?" he tried to be excited.

"I was hoping you could tell me that the garage made a horrible mistake which they are on their way to rectify at no charge."

"I could tell you that. It wouldn't be the truth. I wanted to say sandalwood, but it just came out red."

"You told them to do this?"

"Well, you were sort of interested in red."

"I said sandalwood. The color of sandals or the color of wood. Not the color of that."

"Maybe I could pay..."

"Fifteen hundred dollars?"

"Well, this works out perfectly. By the time I can pay for it, you'll need another paint job."

"Who do you think you are? There is a line between employer and employee and you just crossed it."

"Wait a minute."

"No, you wait a minute. I don't pay you to make decisions. I pay you to do the damn floors. You are just the maid around here and don't you forget it." Angela stormed out of the kitchen leaving a heartbroken Tony behind.

Perry gave Della a look. She knew what he was telling her. The man quietly left the kitchen. "Ma, I really messed up."

"Oh, I would say so," she said, "sit down."

The two sat at the table, "are you gonna yell at me too?"

"Nope," she said, "I'm going to tell you how I've been in your shoes."

Perry walked out as Angela was reaching the top of the stairs, "Angela," he called.

The woman turned in shock to see the man. "What can I do for you?" she asked politely.

"Talk," he said.

"About what?"

"About that fight you and Tony just had."

"You were in there?"

"I'm surprised you missed me."

"Let's go to the den." Angela led the man to the den where they sat down. "Are you going to yell at me for how I spoke to your son?"

"Nope," he said, "I'm going to tell you that I've been in your shoes before."

Kitchen

"What do you mean?" Tony asked.

"Tony, your father and I are married and working together."

"And?"

Della smiled, "have you ever heard anything about the 1950s?"

"Am I supposed to answer that?"

"No," she said, "back then, wives didn't work. Now, I didn't start working for your father until after we were married. In fact, he wanted me to be his confidential secretary after we lost you. He thought it would do me a world of good."

"Did it?"

Della smiled, "it sure did. In fact, it may have saved my life."

"I find it hard to believe that pop would ever speak to you the way Angela just spoke to me."

Della smiled, "well, then this will be enlightening."

Den

"When have you been in my shoes?" Angela asked.

"Well, not those exact shoes," he joked, "they're bad for my back and manhood."

Angela smiled, "which of your employee's crossed a line."

"My wife," he said.

"What?"

"You see, Della didn't come to work for me until after Tony was taken from us. I thought it would be good for her and help her."

"Did it?"

"She's still my confidential secretary, isn't she?"

"I find it hard to believe you would ever go off on Della the way I just went off on Tony. Well, at least that you'd still be married to her or alive after."

Perry smiled, "well, you're about to hear about a very important lesson I learned rather quickly."

Kitchen

"You see, your father never said I worked for him. He always said with him. I knew that as a secretary, my job was to run the office and do whatever Perry asked of me. Within reason," she said.

"I know that I'm the housekeeper. I just went too far because of the good friends we've become."

"Are you going to let me finish?"

"Sorry," he said.

"Anyway, your father never took time off. He never took a vacation. I always worried about him working himself to death. Well, I had finally convinced him to take a weekend off and go to his cabin. It was Thursday and we were going to leave work a five to drive to the cabin. Then the office would be closed on Friday. Anyway, he had gone to Paul's office to go over a few things. While he was gone, a woman about my age walked in and demanded to see Perry. I told her that he was out of the office and she said she'd wait. Well, I had a bad feeling about this. Perry would always cancel plans to help anyone, especially a damsel, in distress. I told her that I'd schedule her an appointment for first thing Monday morning."

"That couldn't have gone well."

"It didn't," she said.

Den

"Della was always on me about taking time off or taking vacations. I never really worried about that, but she did. I finally conceded and decided we'd go to our cabin for the weekend. We'd leave Thursday night and the office would be closed on Friday. It was nearing five that Thursday and I went to Paul's office to go over what I needed him to do for Monday."

Kitchen

"She told me that she was Perry's fiance and didn't need an appointment."

"What did you say?" Tony said in surprise.

"I told her that I was Perry's wife and outranked her."

Tony chuckled, "that's good."

"She was furious. In fact, she only said she was his fiance to see him sooner. She had no idea that his wife would ever be his secretary. Anyway, she went on to tell me how she needed Perry's help with a case that was to go to court on Monday. I told her that we were going away for the weekend and that Perry would be unable to help. She said she wanted to hear from him herself."

"What did you say to that?"

"That I had friends in the LAPD who would be more than happy to escort her out of there. That's when Perry walked in."

Den

"I walk into my office and find an ex-girlfriend yelling at Della. I got her to stop and asked Della what was going on. My ex, Laura, told me she needed help with a case that was heading to court that Monday, but Della told her I couldn't help her."

"How did you respond?"

"I told Laura to wait in the reception area and asked Della to join me in my office."

"Uh-oh," Angela said.

"Uh-oh, is right."

Kitchen

"When he had me follow him to his office, I assumed he was going to ask me what he should do. I mean, he had Laura wait in the reception area. When he closed the door behind us, I turned and saw him angrier than I'd ever seen him before."

"What did he do?"

Den

"I looked at her and started yelling. 'Where do you get off telling someone that I can't help or work with them. Did it ever occur to you that I could take a look tonight and we could leave tomorrow or even go the following weekend?'"

Kitchen

"I told him there would always be something or someone that kept him from going away."

Den

"I continued yelling. 'I have a very important job and you knew that when you agreed to marry me.'"

Kitchen

"I said, 'yes, but I didn't think I would be less important than everyone who walked into your office.'"

Den

"This is where I really made a mess of things."

"Like I just did?"

"Oh, it's far worse."

"How?"

"Because I said it to my wife."

"What did you say?"

"I was so angry. 'This is a business. I pay you to take dictation, to type, to organize, and to assist me when necessary. You do not decide when I do or don't work. You are just my secretary here and don't you forget it.'"